Terrors of Time

Everything seems to move so slow
When the days are a burden to fill
I've got to stop feeling so low
Got to get to the top of that hill
I see from my window sill
I see in the midodrine pills

The terrors of time
And it's all on mine
And it's all on mine

I miss all of the green
The sharp sweet smell of pine
The morning reflections' sheen
And the dividing line
The reaching vine
Didn't see the signs

Of the terrors of time
And it's all on mine
It's all on mine



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Kameya
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